Dear Shady,
Thank you very much for getting your human to send us birthday wishes. Our own human isn't doing too bad when it comes to celebrating our birthday although, of course, he's not perfect. (No human ever could be).
He actually started our birthday celebrations yesterday because he went to somewhere that he calls 'Morrisons' and bought a freshly-cooked chicken breast from their rotisserie counter for us to share.
Today he's been giving us plenty of the 'luxury' cat food pouches and he keeps mumbling something about defrosting some chicken portions, and cooking them just as we like them, later on.
However we really, really, really wish that he'd stop singing 'Happy Birthday' to us every few minutes. We've had just about as much humanwauling from him as our ears can possibly take, thank you!